After being pushed from our spot by a group of rude people that had no care for personal space, Dan and I went to the water, where it was surprisingly empty and found us a perfect spot to watch the fireworks. I assume since Sayreville was the only town in the county to do fireworks this year, it was way more crowded than usual. And Sayreville knew this was going to happen, and bought huge fireworks compared to the ones from the years previous.
"The night is painted on the sky, I sit and watch the stars appear.
New Jersey never seemed so clear, until this one night in July."